Dugu Qingfeng drew his sword, his aura capable of swallowing mountains and rivers. He faced two opponents alone, yet his energy remained majestic even after a fierce battle. Not only that, but he seemed to grow stronger as the fight went on.
Onlookers were stunned by the sight.
However, in Blackhead Duck's eyes, he was burning himself out. Sound had yet to open his eyes, and the Alien Race's genius had yet to use his Bloodline Power.
Given enough time, Dugu Qingfeng was bound to lose.
At that time, the focus of the various geniuses would probably return to the Emperor Mausoleum.
"Human Clan boy, think carefully about taking me as your master..." Blackhead Duck said. "Right now, there's something else."
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"How about we pull off a big score together?" Blackhead Duck proposed.
Its expression was serious, and there seemed to be a sense of urgency in its tone.
Hm?
Chen Pingping's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he became wary.
